 ...or, why I'm glad my commute is only from the bedroom to the living room.
...or, why I'm glad my commute is only from the bedroom to the living room.The last three months have been almost spring-like here in Colorado. We've had beautiful weather, no snow, and I can't remember the last time I wore a heavy coat outside. Of course, it messed up my internal clock and there has been talk of a drought in the summer but what can you do?
Last night, I went on a bike ride at eleven o'clock. I wore a sweatshirt, a vest, a hat and gloves. It was little chilly but nothing awful. Even when I finally went to bed at three am there wasn't a snowflake in sight.
So, when I woke up this morning and found that someone had built a snow table and snow chairs on my deck I, once again, thanked God, Mother Nature, Buddah, Allah, Ten Roman Gladiators, and the Ghost of Steve McQueen that I work from home.
The only bad part...there are no snow days in my line of work. Ha ha.
 
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